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Panorama...

Thick veil of cloud.
And the forces of the mighty wind,
Colliding,
Bruising one and the other,
Like demons from ages, scarring the land.
For supreme authority-they battle,
For kingship of the sky...
With sudden activity, the foreground changes-
A new competitor, he joins along with an army of unending waters.
The rain.
Merciless, he drives away both...
Reigning supreme on the landscape.

Fog on the misty mountain road,
Just as thick as mystique.
See what you can,
For two feet ahead is all you will!
Afraid to step ahead
As fear of the unknown looms ever...
Half a step-just as half hearted.
A fluttering eyebrow,
Hands wringing,
The mind knits deep furrows on the forehead-
Thinking,
About where the it might fall?
A wrong step, a slipping stone,
A narrow bridge, a falling rock cone?
A deep abyss,
Or a valley with a mile long dropp maybe?

The fog is thick, no doubt.
But even thicker is the hide of adventure...
Step up-no fall is slick enough,
For fall you will into the curtain of wind!
Surf the world-
For noone will dare to stop you...

Puncture the silence of the dark abyss,
Tear it with speed-
A whole new world it is for exploring.
The fall grows-
Make it an endless one.
A freely dropping stone, never to stop for rest.
Ever lasting, the tranquility-
Spare the noise of rushing adrenaline,
Defying gravity,
And breaking the barrier of sound...

Jump onto the ledge and then another...
Until you find the bottom of the valley
The water leaps-like you did,
Exhilarating, eager to bring many more.
Raindrops love the mountain side,
They leap with added life
Back they go-to the ocean and
Come back with the first cloud...
Only to leap again.
Never noticed how curious the raindrops are?
Congratulation! You just started a waterfall!

Shimmering head lamps-blinded eyes...
The fog thins slightly.
A confident forward lunge,
With an unsure mind-nevertheless.
Because the fog still prevails...
Just another step closer,
To infinity, insanity, solace and serenity...
Just another step closer,
To your worst nightmare-
Staring out of the fog with bulbous yellow eyes...
Just another step closer,
To what you choose of the two.
Just another step closer,
That you need-to define you.

One step closer,
Not to life, but to living it...
Just one step.

poem by Ameya Sawadkar
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